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		<title>The First</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 05:38:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[            The first woman he ever stalked was an instinct.  He was bored and wandering the isles of a Wal-Mart that was almost forty five minutes from his home.  He had gotten in the car and drove without considering a destination. After an hour and a half of wandering the night time streets he meandered [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=15&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Where am I?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 20:42:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If I am not here then I am probably at one of these fine locations: My Main Page The Hallboy Hideaway Blog Monthly updated this is where I put my best foot forward and try to blog the meaningful stuff in my life. Created by my girl Nicole it is a work in progress but [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=12&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Random Fiction: Queen Oya</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 04:26:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The wind rose around her. She floated high above the storm the rain that swirled in the clouds wet her skin. The sky was a torrent of grey and black. The wind banged around her strong enough to break even the strongest tree. She floated there unfazed by the chaos that erupted around her. She [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=11&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Jesse Townes</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 05:08:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He awoke in a moment of confused panic, not knowing where he was. The sun was up and cut through the blinds into his eyes. He covered his face with his hand for a moment and noticed his left arm was inhibited by a body. Jesse looked over at the woman in bed with him [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=10&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Birth</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 20:58:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A rush sound like water in a narrow channel &#38; a baby cries. Life meets air for the first time. Lungs suck in and cough out sound in short novice bursts. A doctor in mask &#38; bonnet comes into focus in the sterile environment. The doctor says, &#8220;Mrs. Brown, it’s a girl.&#8221; raising the little [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=9&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ch 2: Beverly Mitchell</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 03:26:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The alarm buzzed a moment before the radio came on with a static filled Jill Scott song. It was 5 am and the third time her alarm had gone off. It was the last time it could go off before she would miss the bus that would get her to work just in time to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=8&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Part 3: Enter the Detective</title>
		<link>http://thehallspace.wordpress.com/2006/03/09/part-3-enter-the-detective/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Mar 2006 06:42:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Her consciousness returned to her like a record slowly speeding up to an unusual melody. She could tell what time it was by the way Mitch answered the phone. His voice still hoarse from sleep “it better be good for 4 in the morning.” It was his work phone, the one that rang so low [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=7&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Woods Walking</title>
		<link>http://thehallspace.wordpress.com/2006/02/23/woods-walking/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2006 07:37:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“What the hell is up with Gerald” Mason said as he closed the clamshell of his phone and dropped it in his pocket. Clay shrugged. “Who the fuck is Gerald?” Clay lifted the full gas can that hung heavy at his side while they walked. “Here man, you take this now” &#8220;You know G, does [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=6&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The open letter to my Brother</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 06:22:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i just Posted the open letter to my brother on this blog. It is not really for everyone to read, but I struggled witht he thought of making it public. I feel that it is something that might help someone to read, not just him, but someone in need of encouragement. I feel weird with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=5&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Part 1: Fear to Rise, or Sound&#8217;s Like the Cat</title>
		<link>http://thehallspace.wordpress.com/2006/02/07/fear-to-rise/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2006 08:46:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was a crash that Gerald Parsons wished he could attribute to the cat but could not. The sweat starting to prick its way through his skin in the cold night air. He slowly tried to rise from his bed but was paralyzed by the fear that it could actually be someone in his house. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thehallspace.wordpress.com&amp;blog=93556&amp;post=3&amp;subd=thehallspace&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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